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We are all a little crazy, we are all a little weakAnd we all are very fragile when there's nothing left to speakWhen there's no one left to talk to, no more tears are left to cryWill you stand up for the right thing or continue in denial-I don't knowWell you know I'd love to help you, you know I'd love to healBut without the hands of God you will never be revealedSo take off your mask of happiness, take off your mask of fameWe all know that you've got problems just like everybody's nameI don't know why you fold in the arms of realityWhy do you break with every wave in your stormy seaYou know I'd love to think you were doing fine but I'd be lyingSo don't tell me everything is good, don't walk on bitter groundI have seen you at your worst and I still love you when you're downBut I hate to see you live like this, I hate to see you cryingAnd I hate to see you tangled in her web of sex and liesDo you have a god you pray to, Do you have a god you loveDo you have some twisted fear about the will from up aboveDo you wait for him in silence, Do you wait for him in vainDo you think some crazy fool is gonna preach away your painI don't know why you fold in the arms of realityWhy do you break with every wave in your stormy seaLetras de cancionesWhy do you cringe at the wake of every godly dreamWhile I watch you laughing on the brink of insecurityYou know I'd love to say you were doing fine but I'd be lyingSo why must you walk with burdens much too big for you to bearWhen you know it's not your faultThere are saints and sinners everywhereYou don't have to smile, I can read between your linesI read guilt and I read mercy, I read glory to the fatherI read bitterness and suffering and love for all your childrenI read brokenness inside your heart and scars too deep to seeI read pain from a young boy who's father left too earlyWho's mother tried to mold him into what she'd love to be...I don't know why you fold in the arms of realityWhy do you break with every wave in your stormy seaAnd why do you cringe at the wake of every godly dream whileI watch you laughin on the brink of insecurityYou know we'd love to help, yeah you know we'd love to healBut without the hands of God you will never be revealedYou know we'd all love to say you were doing fine but we'd be From Letras Mania